Extreme Emperor Soul

  Zijin Continent, Tianbing Empire, Piaomiao Mountain Range.

  Lianyun Village, its name sounds domineering, but it's actually just a small village with only a few hundred households at the foot of Mount Piao Miao. It has been isolated from the world for many years. The reason why it is called Lian Yun is that all seven main peaks of the Piao Miao mountain range are towering into the clouds. Strange peaks and rocks, and streams in the mountains can be seen everywhere. Each peak is connected by a sea of clouds. Looking out from a high place, it's like a fairyland.

  Just as the sky was getting light, a slender figure appeared on a small hill over 100 meters high near Lianyun Village. This figure appears at this time every day.

  That figure was a 7 or 8 year old child, with regular features, healthy wheat-colored skin, a head of short black hair, wearing a light blue plain dress. Although small in stature, he gave off an energetic and spirited feeling.

  But what's strange is that for a kid of his age, climbing a hundred-meter-high hill shouldn't be an easy task. Moreover, he still looks calm and composed, not even breaking a sweat.

  The boy, Su Qingchen, stood on the mountain top's flat ground, his hands forming a strange gesture, slowly closing his eyes, and inhaling gently through his nose. He then exhaled from his mouth, and after several repetitions, a faint-colored gas actually circulated around his meridians, creating a wonderful cycle within his body.

  After a long time, Su Qingchen slowly closed his eyes, and a faint stream of air flowed out of his mouth, then dissipated slowly. Su Qingchen sat cross-legged on the ground, his hands once again forming that strange gesture.

  She sat quietly for a while, then Su Qingchen opened her eyes, and a faint blue light flickered across her body, but the blue color didn't last long before it disappeared silently.

  Su Qingchen let out a sigh, his head hung low in an expression of helplessness that seemed out of place for someone of his age. He shook his head and muttered to himself: "Why is it still not working? It's already been over a year, why can't I break through the bottleneck? Why can't I condense my first piece of armor? Is this world really different from mine?"

  Alas, Su Qingchen unknowingly recalled his past - Su Qingchen did not originally belong to this world, he came from the Azure Continent, his father was the strongest on the continent, and on the day of his birth, a witch cast a forbidden curse - Fallen Blood Tragedy, causing him to be unable to release his yuanqi for his entire life. His father risked his life to enter the secret realm, snatching the ancient cultivation manual "Xuanming Scripture" from countless experts, and was nourished by countless spiritual medicines from a young age. At the age of 20, he mastered all yuan techniques, and the Xuanming Scripture was cultivated to the 5th layer. Such talent could be called a prodigy!

  But even so, he couldn't even kill a first-level Yuan cultivator, his yuan energy couldn't be released externally, and no matter how high his yuan techniques were, they couldn't be displayed. The Xuanming armor cultivated from the Xuanming technique could only make him defensive, so he was called Jin Guizi by the world, which was a great shame for Su Qingchen!

  At the age of twenty, he chose to degenerate and gave up his cultivation. He left his family to travel across the continent and made friends with rich young masters from all over the world. He indulged in flirting, peeping, brothels, casinos, and the glamorous world for many years. People changed his nickname to - Thief of Beauty Golden Turtle Son.

  Su Qingchen once went to the mountains for a walk, but was struck by a purple light, his body destroyed, and his soul sucked into the chest of the precious jade. When Su Qingchen woke up, he found himself in a dilapidated earth house.

  When he learned that he had come to a different world, apart from missing his parents, Su Qingchen found that his previous life was not worth nostalgia, but instead looked forward to a brand new life. He finally left the dreamlike world, and the Blood Tragedy Curse made him suffer greatly. Since childhood, he had a strong desire to become a great hero like his father, standing at the peak of the continent, respected by the people, rather than being ridiculed as a Golden Turtle.

  For the past two years, Su Qingchen had gradually become accustomed to this world. However, he discovered that his memories of this life were completely gone, as if they had been erased like a blank sheet of paper. He once thought that someone must have tampered with his memories in this life, and there was probably some unknown secret behind it. Later, Su Qingchen ridiculed himself for having such a naive idea.

  Su Qingchen learned from his drunkard father that in this world, cultivating soul power was the main focus, and Soul Masters were the most respected profession on the continent. To become a Soul Master, one must first awaken their soul spirit.

  Having stayed in Lianyun Village for more than two years, Su Qingchen persisted in getting up early every day to cultivate his soul power, which had already filled all the meridians in his body. To continue cultivating, he needed to awaken his soul spirit, but unfortunately, his family situation was difficult, so Su Qingchen could only change and practice the "Xuanming Gong" from his previous life.

  "Xuán Míng Gōng" - This technique absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to transform the body. Every two layers broken through will form a protective armor on one part of the body, with the highest level being able to wear the Xuán Míng battle armor, its defense is comparable to that of a divine artifact. However, after more than a year of cultivation, Su Qingchen's Xuán Míng power still remains at the basic stage, which did not happen in his past life's cultivation. Su Qingchen does not know if it is because he is in a different world.

  "I should head back." Su Qingchen said, looking at the sky, and then his slender body leaped into the air, running down the mountain. If someone were beside him at this moment, they would definitely be shocked - each step he took far exceeded the normal stride of a person, and the uneven mountain terrain had no effect on him as he dodged holes and depressions with ease, moving faster than an adult walking on flat ground.

  Su Qingchen's home was located on the east side of Lianyun Village. The two earthen houses were probably the most humble in the entire village, as soon as he entered the house, Su Qingchen smelled a pungent smell of wine, and the curtain of the inner room was lifted. A tall figure stumbled out with an unsteady gait.

  He was a middle-aged man in his forties. He had an extremely tall and sturdy build, but his attire was not commendable.

  Wearing tattered white clothes, without a single patch on them, revealing his sallow skin, his bird's nest-like hair covered his originally somewhat handsome face, with a drowsy look, and his beard hadn't been trimmed for who knows how long. He walked while drinking from a wine gourd in his hand.

  This man is Su Han, Su Qingchen's father in this world!

  "Dad, when can I awaken my soul power? I'm already nine years old." Su Qingchen furrowed his brow and asked, he didn't know how many times he had spoken up.

  Su Han stopped in his tracks, turned around and looked at him. His eyebrows were clearly more impatient, and his eyes suddenly brightened up, but then dimmed again. He walked slowly to Su Qingchen's side, squatted down, and grasped Su Qingchen's arms firmly. "Being a Soul Master in a mountain village is useless!"

  "I want to be a Soul Master, I want to stand at the peak of the continent, overlooking this land, it's my childhood dream!" Su Qingchen said firmly, staring at his father.

  When Su Qingchen mentioned his childhood dream, Su Han's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he let out a sigh, becoming unusually calm, with a tinge of heartache and distress, as a multitude of emotions surged in his mind.

  "Ah, Qingchen, I too have always wanted you to become a strong one, not wanting to see you standing at the pinnacle of this continent, restoring our Su family! But they are too powerful. If you leave here, they will definitely not let you go. As for me now, although my injuries have healed, it may take years to break through, and perhaps I can only stay in this realm for the rest of my life."

  Su Han revealed a hint of bitter smile, lowering his head to look at Su Qingchen. Su Qingchen remained still, her piercing gaze fixed on Su Han, as if the pungent smell of wine had ceased to exist!

  Su Han was surprised to find that Su Qingchen's eyes revealed confidence and determination! What kind of eyes were those? Su Han seemed to see an unyielding determination! His heart involuntarily trembled, is this really an eight-year-old child? Can he create miracles?

  Maybe I should respect his choice.

  Su Hansong suddenly released Su Qingchen, his face solemn, and his body burst out with an overbearing aura! His originally dull eyes instantly became bright, and his tattered robes fluttered without wind! Su Qingchen instantly felt the pressure from space, he was shocked to discover that his old dad, who had secretly become a drunkard, could actually release such a strong aura! He saw Su Hansong's left hand wave, and a pale green gemstone appeared in the palm of his hand, with soul power constantly pouring into it. The gemstone instantly emitted dazzling light.

  Su Qingchen looked at this drunkard father in surprise, his heart was extremely shocked. Is this still that sloppy drunkard? At the same time Su Qingchen was surprised, a bright green light enveloped him and his father, as Su Han's soul power continued to pour in, Su Qingchen felt the pressure he bore growing greater and greater. Gradually, Qingchen began to show a pained expression, he gritted his teeth and persisted, sweat continuously flowing down his face.

  As time slowly passed, Su Qingchen's expression gradually relaxed, his arms involuntarily opening up, basking in the brilliant green light. He felt as if something inside him was rising up! A transparent three-inch short sword began to materialize in the palm of Su Qingchen's right hand. After the sword took shape, the dazzling green light also gradually disappeared. Su Han looked at the small three-inch sword in Su Qingchen's palm with a puzzled expression. When the soul of the Su family first awakened, it should have been a blue longsword, why did Su Qingchen's awakened soul turn out to be so strange?

  After successfully awakening Su Qingchen, Su Han put away the gemstone, not saying a word, leaving Qingchen stunned and dazed. He turned around and returned to the inner room, but his mind kept thinking about that three-inch short sword. Had Qingchen's soul changed?! Why would such a soul appear on Qingchen's body?! Strange! It was really strange!

  After Su Han returned to his nest, Su Qingchen suddenly felt the soul power in his body expanding. He quickly sat down with his legs crossed, and made a strange handprint, his whole body flashing with a faint light, and the pale blue gas inside him was constantly accelerating its circulation. A pale blue armor appeared vaguely on his left arm! After a long time, Su Qingchen opened his eyes and revealed a long-lost smile. The Xuanming Gong, which had not made progress for a long time, finally successfully broke through to the first level.

  This awakening of the soul made Su Qingchen even more certain that his life was not simple. This rotten wine ghost father is really good at hiding, obviously a soul master, yet living in this isolated mountain village, making himself so disheveled, and getting drunk every day. What exactly happened before?! And what about his mother, why had he never heard his father mention her?! No matter how hard Su Qingchen tried to recall, his mind was always a complete blank, and could only helplessly sigh.

  Su Qingchen poured his soul power into the palm of his right hand, and the transparent three-inch sword reappeared. Su Qingchen stared blankly at the sword spirit in his palm, feeling extremely depressed. For these two years, he had always fantasized about his own soul spirit, thinking it would be a handsome treasured sword, an elegant longbow, or a majestic great knife, but he never thought it would be an ordinary three-inch small sword.

  The gloom on Su Qingchen's face fully expressed his discontent with Jian Ling. As he was about to curse the heavens, his left palm suddenly felt a faint summons from the small sword, but he didn't know what it was summoning.

  When Su Qingchen was about to retrieve his soul power, he found that the soul power was involuntarily surging into the short sword and couldn't be controlled at all! The sword spirit absorbed the soul power while continuously rotating in the palm of his hand, emitting a blue and red glow. If Su Han were here, he would definitely be shocked to see that it was actually an agile and powerful dual-attribute soul spirit.

  As time passed, Su Qingchen's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and under duress, he activated his Soul Technique to absorb the spiritual energy in the air. However, it was still insufficient to meet the sword spirit's demands. As the soul power within him continued to dwindle, Su Qingchen fell into a dizzy state, his entire person becoming dull and disoriented. The light emitted by the short sword also gradually weakened, and with the last wisp of soul power drained from his body, Su Qingchen fainted and collapsed onto the ground.

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